It’s been said that you can’t be the best in every thing you do – apparently it’s impossible, and it’s just flat out wishful thinking. I don’t really know what I am utterly amazing at, quite frankly. Maybe that’s for the public to decide, and not for me to ponder on; for that would take millions of seconds.
I suppose I shouldn’t grasp on every single crown that comes toward me. Or else I’ll fall into a little black hole of random duties that I’m not even in love with.
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Oh what the hell, this is America. Fight for your damn rights! As my fellow percussionists said, “Go Asian on their fat ass.” And that, I will.
Other then that, I’m excited for tomorrow. I admit, I am a musical nerd. Band Geek, Orch Dork, you name it. I’m in that band/orchestra room for… what.. three/four periods a day? Yeah, it’s how I live. I don’t mind it – there are a lot of amazing people there.
I’m a fighter? I suppose for tomorrow I am. Here I go kiddies.
